But unlike a lot of people in his village he believe the stories to be true.
He spent many years searching the surrounding wood's and mountains looking for them & it.
Until one day he after slipping on a stone and sliding down and over the edge of the mountainside to what he thought was his death.
Which turned out to be his rebirth as he landed in the ice cold enchanted pool of water he had search for all his life.
After fighting his way to the surface he emerged as a beautiful young red headed woman.
He became a handmaiden too the fairy Queen of avalon as there was no return to the mortal realm for any mortal who bathed in their fairy pool.
"THE ISLAND-VALLEY OF AVILION;
WHERE FALLS NOT HAIL, OR RAIN, OR ANY SNOWS,
NOR EVER WIND BLOWS LOUDLY; BUT IT LIES
DEEP-MEADOW'D, HAPPY, FAIR WITH ORCHARD LAWN
AND BOWERY HOLLOWS CROWN'D WITH SUMMER SEA."
--Tennyson.
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